I’ll do anything once, twice if I like it, three times if I’m addicted which why I’m always in and out of rehab. I have a problem.
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You block or unfollow me because I follow or retweet someone you don’t like.
Kindergarten called & said you left your maturity level there.
I was probably the first choice of the person who texted me, “Wanna go to a concert in 40 minutes?!”
me: what’s ur favorite thing on the menu
waiter: oh definitely the salmon
me: oh yes ok i’ll have the *orders something that is not salmon*
Me: The house is a disaster. We all need to clean.
8-year-old: Who’s coming over?
Me: No one. We’re cleaning for us.
8: But we already know we live like this.
A sex robot is gonna shoot someone with a 3D gun in my lifetime
I like to make sure my breath is always fresh.
*eats entire sleeve of Thin Mints*
Don’t get mad. Get windchimes.
“I wanna know who is responsible for this!”
-Me to my parents, while pointing at myself.
[watching Canadian Geese slowly walk across the street]
Me: ya know you can fly !
I need a way to keep fit that will make me look like a crazy person so no one will approach me while I do it.
-inventor of powerwalking
it’s sweet how my son likes to swing by and check on me when his rent is due
“You can’t scare me, you’re not my wife who I left on read for 2 hours”
– my husband right now, probably
My wife and I have decided we don’t want to have children.
So we are going to tell them tonight at dinner.
Mice were invented in 1867 to help control the cheese population.
Wife: I think I’m going into labor!
Me: *with a cold* Could you make me some soup before you go?
Being a man is pretty cool because men get to have sex with women. Some men.. sometimes.
If a cop yells at you to GET DOWN just start twerking cause damn, dude, be more specific
is this store having a stroke wtf
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*Hanging upside down with my arms folded across my chest* You’d better put that toilet seat down when you’re done!
Welcome to parenthood: where the laundry basket is always full and the threats are always empty.
Every day is a struggle to resist the overwhelming biological urge to throw a frozen watermelon into a hot deep fat fryer but yes, I’d love to help you plan a formal dinner party.
Adding “family” to words sucks out all the fun: Vacation? Family vacation. Car? Family car. Movie? Family movie. Affair? Family affair.
I’m so sick of unexpected character deaths for shock value. This is a terrible pilates video.
Day 1: This is a great chance to rediscover my love of cooking!
Day 5: *sink full of spoons, trash full of empty jars of peanut butter*
Blood is thicker than water but has nothing on Thousand Island dressing.
Carl: What a cute dog! Does he know any tricks?
Dog: Shut up, Carl
Carl: Wow! How did he learn to talk?
Me: Shut up, Carl
I bought a smart light switch but was regularly getting outwitted, so swapped it for a dimmer switch.
Praying that Donald Trump is really just Ashton Kutcher performing his most elaborate prank yet.
Me: please just one more wish
Genie: no, I said 3
Me: please
Genie: no
Me: [holding my new Leonardo, Michelangelo, and Donatello action figures] Genie please